there are snowflakes as big as my heart and
they catch as globs in angry jealous winds
naked souls dancing through tree tops quivering
frozen in soft kisses around cold little feet
currently vulnerable waiting for warm hands
to defrost my fragile chest gently sneaking
through my window there is beauty. there is
wonder. there is faith. there are snowflakes.
i am at a borderline.// my personality meets me halfway.// but i am still Myself.//
i am at that /place where thoughts grow/ragged/and bending light/shifts through
words creating spaces.//
if i were to leave this space.// if i were to disappear into .// broken atmospheres/
of the past/ of the future/ of the present/ crossing.// between/blurred boundaries
and textured contours?//
space is an illusion of/ depth and movement.// and my left foot is racing my right.// in horizontal timed rhymes/but i am still Myself.// standing with this disorder/ in order.//
i am an intersection/of zeros and ones/ at a border a/ cross between/ my life lines and sky lines.// but i am still Myself.//i am driving insanity/ toward the sunrise.// released.//
JANEisnotplain
begun on 12/28/09, finished 1/1/10 at 0745am on carroll st.
JANEisnotplain is a Chicago based word artist. Her work can be found in literary magazines such as Sein Un Verden, CRIT Journal, Shades, the Toucan, Pike Mag, and many others.
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